Just curious what experiences have caused you to leave a date? I ask this because a few days ago for the first time in my hobby career I had to leave a date after walking in. The provider shall remain nameless since it's not a full review and she really didn't do anything wrong, but let's just say when I walked into her hotel room you could tell she was a hardcore drug user by looking at her arms and her face. I know a decent amount of pros like to party(especially some of the lower tier girls)and I know I have seen some pros that like to party, but this girl was a hardcore addict and I was turned off immediately. I dropped a portion of the donation and left. She was apologetic and wanted to know what was wrong but I just explained that she wasn't my type when I wasn't into party girls. Fortunately I hadn't driven that far.
So what experiences have caused you to leave a date after walking in?

Most bizarre experience I've ever encountered was about a year ago.  Was supposed to meet a lady by the airport at her incall.  When I got there, I saw a woman who looked a great deal like the pics I had seen sitting out on the curb in front of the lobby.  I texted that I had arrived and saw her pull her phone out of her purse and respond that she would be delayed a few minutes.  I walked up to her and introduced myself and she told me she had to move to another hotel close by and was trying to find a ride.  It was a close property and for whatever reason, I told her I could give her a lift.  She said "Great, can you pull up while I get my suitcase?"  I did and she came out with a lobby cart stacked to the hilt.  WTF?!  So we loaded and headed over and she said she was going to give me a hell of a discount for the trouble.  On the way over, she said she needed to stop by a gas station and fill her card so she could check into the next place.  Of course, she asked my for part of her fee up front.  Already committed, I gave her 1/2$ and she went inside.  She left her purse wide open on the seat and inside it in plane sight was a ziplock with fucking rocks in it.  I froze.  Now what?  Toss her ass and make a scene in a busy gas station?  Wait for LE to swing by and simply look inside my car at her purse?  She came out after a long 2 minutes, hopped in and said "OK, let's go have some fun!"  I drove a couple blocks to her new place and told her to check in while I unloaded her stuff.  Dropped her stuff in a neat pile and GTF out of there.   Very happy to walk from the partial donation given.  She texted that she had moved in and was ready but I told her I saw a coworker and had to split.  PM if you want details on who to avoid if anything above would be a concern to you.

There was one time years ago, before I found TER, that I had a thought of leaving because it was a bait and switch, but it seemed to me the scheduler was at fault and not the provider, so I stayed and managed to make the best of it.  I considered it a learning experience.
Now that I have resources like TER, P411 and recommendations from trusted providers, I haven’t had any experiences where the thought of leaving early entered my mind.  I go in with the attitude that I’m going to have a good time and will do what I can to help the provider have a good time.
It also helps that I’ve never walked in on a provider who was unquestionably a hardcore addict.  I had suspicions about one provider years ago, and when my suspicions were confirmed by a good source I stopped seeing that provider.

Fake Pictures!!  I contacted a provider, visiting from CA.  Pictures on ad were of this cute blond, maybe 5'3", 120 lbs, busty.
I arrived at her incall, (Hotel-MOA).  she opened the door when I arrived, she was standing behind the door, I looked at her, and gasped!  She was 5'10", being polite, she was at least 190 lbs., big boobs, being held up by a bra that was so streached out it was ready to give way.   I said you are not the gal in the pictures, her reply, of course not, I have to protect my identity.  I cant show my face, and all my tattoos.  I said, did you every hear of photo shop.  I said to her, you are not what I am looking for, I leaving.  She said I owe her for her time, I said you called me in 20 minutes late, we are even.  The envelope was in my front shirt pocket.  She grabbed it, including my shirt. I thought she was going to rip my shirt off.  I raised my voice, she said lower you voice, people will hear us, I said let go or I will really raise my voice.  She let go, and I left.  

I made an appointment to see a visiting provider.  She contacted me a little while before I left saying that she'd had a NCNS so if I wanted to come earlier, I could.  So I hurried up and got there a bit earlier than originally scheduled.  I did the final phone call to get the room number and went in to the hotel.  I got to the room and it turned out their were maids in the hall.  Unfortunate but it happens.  I knocked lightly and when I got no response, I knocked a 2nd time.  A moment later the door opens a crack and I can see the provider peering out at me.  She slips out into the hall wearing some lingerie.  It wasn't particularly revealing but still under the circumstances it was weird and doubly so with the maids in the hallway.  She tells me another guy showed up a minute ago whom she thought was me but must have been the earlier appointment who didn't show.  She says she'll contact me when she's done with him and goes back in the room.  For my part, I don't know for sure what's going on but I know I want no part of it.  I leave immediately.  I never heard back from her.

was around this time last year. It was a 4H outcall to someone's home. Absolutely gorgeous home in an affluent "we definitely had racial covenants here" neighborhood. You can laugh - I purposefully am providing this detail because almost every three houses in that neighborhood had yard signs that said, "this home had a racial covenant". To me it's an important detail given what happened but I digress.  

 
I showed up and the client was pretty inebriated. He asked if we could talk for the first hour so he could "sober up some"... so we did. Then after an hour of talking and then after trying for a solid hour to get him to rise to the occasion... he just wasn't going to be up to the task. He asked me to stay overnight so in the morning things would go off without a hitch and he was willing to compensate for the time; however I couldn't stay. I offered to stay for the remaining 2H, keep him company, and allow him to sober up to see what magic we could work out after a bit. Well, being nice doesn't always work because he then went on a vitriolic rant that included making comments about my race and my body. When I responded by saying, "When you reached out this morning I was one of the most beautiful women you have ever seen and now that you're not getting your way, you've decided to devolve into a toddler? Got it. Well you asked this, what did you say, "fat, black, prairie n-word" over so what's the real problem?" Then he tried to be all apologetic. Suffice to say, by this point it had been about 2.5H so I grabbed my envelope and left the 4th hours worth on the table and went home. That night, I added a policy to my site stating that I could immediately terminate an appointment if the level of intoxication makes me uncomfortable. I blocked his email and his number. Regardless, for the next two weeks, I'd randomly receive texts from different VOIP numbers from this guy that were either apologetic or absolutely unhinged.

I've recounted this story before here, but I left early when the escort passed out in mid blowjob. She couldn't stay awake. She apologized later by text.

I was at a gal's incall in N Mpls. Quite nice 2nd floor apt in a dodgy neighborhood. Things were going well until I heard a deep throated 'Fuck' from the other bedroom. "That's just my roomate, he won't bother us."  

Local provider had gotten a hotel room in Woodbury for our (and I'm guessing other) incall. I'd been there for about 10 minutes when we heard a knock on the door. Peer out and the Woodbury PD badge hanging from the guys neck is glistening. "You left your car running, just thought I'd let you know I'm here." Really spoiled the moment.